מילים לשיר Stick Figure – Byzantine

Welcome to the skin you wear again
Your conscience disappears
The weeping wound you try to mend
Each time you sin
Liar screaming hollow amens
Throw up your hands to the skies
No one is here to see you bow to me
New life is a possibility
And welcome the new lords And this is the way we bleed
On your fear we feed
No love just hate my fist your face
Of your demise The tears they pave my indoctrination
You can't be save because I am the way
Your knees the pain it comes in waves I'm not a stick figure
Lie to my face not my back
ThreeOn your fear we feed
And this is the way we bleed.